UFO Space, on an island.
The wandering souls had already penetrated deep into the edge of the Dragon Language Inscription array. Quite a few defensive inscriptions began to react, and the wandering souls that drew near exploded one after another. Yet the wandering souls showed neither agitation nor anger. Oblivious, they simply gathered and regenerated again, continuing to seek out the faint traces of life.
The sight made Pagliu and Clobellus feel even more stifled. It seemed being discovered was only a matter of time.
Clobellus had already moved to Catherine's side, while Pagliu gripped the Thunder Flail, ready to unleash his strongest strike the instant the inscription array collapsed.
The wandering souls drew ever closer. Pagliu tightened his hold on the Thunder Flail, glanced at Clobellus, and finally spoke the words he had kept buried in his heart for a long time. "Little Betty, if we survive this, we'll get married. We'll throw a grand wedding and make those bastards die of envy."
"You bastard, you're only willing to say it now?" Tears rolled down the Emerald Dragon lady's cheeks. "Ever since you used Ranieri's name to deceive me all those years ago, I've waited God knows how many years to hear those words."
"Heh heh." Pagliu grinned and said no more.
Seeing the Poison Dragon act as though none of it mattered, Clobellus secretly made up her mind. As long as she could break out and get Catherine somewhere safe, she would come back and die alongside this bastard.
Just then, a fierce aura burst from Catherine's body, one containing incomparably powerful life force.
That life aura was so powerful that it instantly exceeded the Dragon Language Inscription's limit of concealment. The already overstretched Dragon Language Inscription seemed to be riddled with countless holes, unable to hide it